But know this also—he, not less
His limit and his term shall have.
11. Once more thy volume, open cast,
In thunder forth shall sound thy name;
Thy forest, hot at heart, at last
God’s breath shall kindle into flame.
12. Thy brook dried up, a cloud shall rise,
And stretch an hourly widening hand,
In God’s good vengeance, through the skies
And onward o’er the Invader’s land.